[Bojun Yixiao] Not my brother

When Xiao Zhan woke up from his sleep, he found himself tightly held in Wang Yibo's arms, obviously before falling asleep, Xiao Zhan was still holding him in his arms.

Xiao Zhan was at a loss for a moment.

Wang Yibo's breathing was very shallow, as if he would wake up at any moment.

Xiao Zhan tentatively twitched his arm, and Wang Yibo moved, hugging him even tighter.

He muttered, not knowing what he was talking about, Xiao Zhan wanted to hear more clearly, so he leaned his head over, the warm breath of the other party brushed against his ear, Xiao Zhan waited patiently, Wang Yibo said vaguely, "... …elder brother."

Xiao Zhan sighed very lightly, because he couldn't get his hands out, he had no choice but to lean over and put his cheek against Wang Yibo's forehead, it wasn't as hot as before going to bed, the fever was almost gone, and he would take some anti-inflammatory after waking up later The medicine should be fine.

Xiao Zhan felt a little emotional, as if they hadn't been this close for many years.

He didn't retreat, and looked down at Wang Yibo's slightly long eyelashes, one by one, clustered clearly.

When I was a child, my eyelashes were very long, my eyes looked round, and my double eyelids were deep. It looked like someone was pinching a soft face.

Xiao Zhan just remained motionless, fascinated by the sight, but he didn't expect Wang Yibo to open his eyes right now, meeting his gaze.

Xiao Zhan: ...This is too fucking embarrassing.

He backed away calmly, Wang Yibo let go of his hand, allowing him to move to the wall.

Xiao Zhan cleared his throat and said, "Do you feel better?"

Wang Yibo hummed, his voice still a little low, and said, "It's all right."

Xiao Zhan reached out to touch his face, but Wang Yibo dodged it with his head down. He didn't care, and said, "Are you hungry?"

Wang Yibo said, "Order takeaway?"

Xiao Zhan said, "Otherwise, shall I make it for you?"

Wang Yibo said, "...don't you know how to cook?"

Xiao Zhan laughed, got up and got out of bed, and said, "You remember wrongly, I used to play around with it. I ordered takeaway... Don't eat greasy food these two days, get something light That's it."

Wang Yibo sat up and said, "I'm going to the kitchen to cook some porridge."

Xiao Zhan was puzzled and said, "You know how to cook?"

Wang Yibo said, "It's just a porridge."

He walked out with his slippers on, but was stopped by the helpless Xiao Zhan, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll do it for you."

Wang Yibo ignored him, wanted to move on, but was hugged by Xiao Zhan's waist, and said, "Why are you so stubborn, kid, I was wrong, okay, I can still play around with this."

Wang Yibo said, "No one forces you to do it."

Xiao Zhan raised his leg to kick him, and said, "Speak well after we've settled."

Wang Yibo paused, then said, "...I can do it myself."

Xiao Zhan said, "Then I said I will do it, you just wait here obediently for me, do you hear me?"

Wang Yibo said, "I'll go help."

Xiao Zhan looked at him with a stubborn look on his face, sighed, and said, "OK, OK, are you dizzy? If you feel uncomfortable, please support me."

Wang Yibo was speechless, and said, "I'm not a child anymore."

Xiao Zhan walked out with his arms in his arms and said, "I'm five or six years older than you, do you think you're young?"

Wang Yibo was dragged down the stairs by him. He listened to Xiao Zhan's nagging, and said, "How is your study recently? I heard from my aunt that you still go to dance class on a regular basis. When will you dance for me? Hey... the class Or is there any pretty girl in the dance studio who likes you? Are you..."

Wang Yibo listened silently, fingering back and forth among the rice grains, the fingertips were soaked pink.

Xiao Zhan finished talking, and Wang Yibo also finished cleaning up.

He followed Wang Yibo's footsteps to the living room, and slumped lazily on the sofa.

Wang Yibo glanced at him and said, "Didn't you go out to play with them, why are you back again?"

Mentioning this incident, Xiao Zhan recalled the matter of turning back on Wang Yibo before, touched the tip of his nose, and said, "It's not... that I was worried about you, so I came back."

Wang Yibo didn't speak, took out his mobile phone and read the group news from the class, his neck and back stretched out beautiful and slender curves, Xiao Zhan touched the very obvious joints on the back of the boy's neck in surprise because he was too thin, and was quickly reacted Wang Yibo clapped his hands and said, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "Dancers are different."

Wang Yibo said, "What?"

Xiao Zhan patted his back and said, "You are so straight, aren't you tired?"

Wang Yibo pushed his hand away and said, "Don't touch randomly."

Xiao Zhan clicked his tongue and said, "You didn't touch me less before."

Wang Yibo: ...!

Xiao Zhan looked at the pink spots on his ears, and said, "Who touched you!"

He stretched out his long arms and legs on the sofa, and said, "Okay, I know you don't like me mentioning your childhood, but I quite like it, it's soft and cute after all."

Wang Yibo was silent for a while, and said, "...Soft?"

Xiao Zhan saw that his face was dark again, and he couldn't be happier. He felt that sometimes he was more fun than when he was a child, at least he would not obediently let himself be bullied.

Wang Yibo lowered his eyes and said, "Then... when will you move out?"

Xiao Zhan groaned, and said, "I will go to choose a place with my friends in two days. After choosing a place, redecorating it, and shutting it down for a while, it will take two or three months."

He looked down at his phone and said, "You should study hard during this time, and I will take you with me when I arrange everything."

Wang Yibo stood up and said, "Do your best, I'm going back to my room."

Xiao Zhan grabbed him and said, "I just forgot, you go and take some anti-inflammatory medicine."

Wang Yibo nodded and said, "Understood."

Xiao Zhan groaned, and said, "I'll call you when the porridge is ready."

Wang Yibo took two steps, stopped again, turned to look at him, and said, "...Aren't you going back?"

Xiao Zhan was stunned.

Seeing Wang Yibo's face darken, he reacted and said, "Oh yes yes yes, let's go together."

He stood up and hooked Wang Yibo's shoulders, and said, "Let's just talk about something, but you have a fever, why do you need your brother to accompany you, I..."

Wang Yibo dropped his hand from his shoulder and said, "No need."

Xiao Zhan sighed, watched Wang Yibo go straight upstairs, and slammed the door in front of him.

This kid is too awkward.

He fell back on the sofa again.

Because of his temporary decision to go home, his girlfriend has ignored him for two weeks.

Xiao Zhan threw the phone aside, looked up at the ceiling and let out a sigh of relief.

Let the cold war be the cold war.

Wang Yibo returned to the room, sat silently at the desk for a while, took out a small key from the small pocket of the wallet, and opened the drawer on the right. Gadgets stuffed for him before the war, dolls, figures, comic books, everything.

Wang Yibo's eyes swept over all those scattered things.

Originally, these were neatly arranged, but after arguing with Xiao Zhan this morning, I couldn’t hold back and threw all these things on the floor, and after I was sulking for a while, I squatted down and silently put them away. Pick it up and throw it back.

When you are young, you still can't meet someone who surprises you too much.

It was as if he was anxiously led into a strange home by his mother, and held in Xiao Zhan's arms with outstretched arms.

He lowered his eyes and lightly rearranged the things one by one. Just halfway through packing, Xiao Zhan unscrewed the doorknob and walked in, saying, "Wang Yibo, I..."

Xiao Zhan looked strangely at the person standing in front of the desk with his back turned, and said, "What are you doing?"

Wang Yibo frowned, and said, "Won't you knock on the door before you come in?"

Xiao Zhan said smoothly, "Then I will knock next time."

Wang Yibo took a deep breath and said, "Forget it. What's the matter?"

Xiao Zhan said, "I see that you have set a timer for that porridge. I guess there is still a while. I'll come up and sleep with you for a while?"

Wang Yibo: ...

He turned his hands back and groped to lock the drawer with a high degree of difficulty, while saying, "I've slept through it just now, so I don't need to sleep anymore."

Xiao Zhan said, "Then do you want me to look at your homework for you?"

Wang Yibo said, "No need."

Xiao Zhan said, "Then..."

"Brother." Wang Yibo looked at him and said, "You don't have to do this because of guilt."

Xiao Zhan was stunned.

Wang Yibo said, "You don't owe me anything. It's up to you whether you like it or not. You explained it to me before. I know it, and I won't be angry anymore."

Xiao Zhan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Said, is it really because of guilt that he suddenly treats you so well?

Or am I coaxing you because I really treat you as a younger brother?

Sounds weird anyway.

Wang Yibo added, "Go back to your room and rest, I will go to the kitchen when the time is up."

Xiao Zhan smiled helplessly, and said, "If I say I want to stay with you, will you drive me away?"

Wang Yibo loosened and clenched the hand hanging by his side.

Let's talk about it, can't let it go.

You must let me like you so much all the time, can't you let it go?